Disclaimer: *Look at chapter one*
A/N: How tired to write more than two story, but it's fun. I won't get
bored but my head is dizzy to be in front of my computer all day. But
it's fun to accept review, so please spend your time a bit to review! I
will be veeeery happy! Soon I'll update my other story for everyone
who wait forward of my fics! Thanks to all reviewers that give me
support. I write this for all of you and myself of course *grin ^_^ *.
Okay! Let's begin! Kurama's POV!
By Irisgem
The livid cloudy sky veiled the presence of the bright golden sunrays. Most of the students were get bored of their routine works already. When the sun should be perfectly above our head, it meant the lunchtime had come. All rush of students went to the canteen. I would like to make an excuse among them for rushing wildly to one place.
I brought my homemade lunch to the top of the school. Most people likely to spent their break time up here to feel the breeze hit their sleepy faces. And there was no exception for me. I just liked to feel the touch of nature. Forest with humid windy was the nearest relation for me before I took the new life of human.
I walked along the endless stairs to the highest floor of this high school. I wouldn't be surprised to find someone came before me. Sometimes one or more lazy student would skip lessons by taking a nap at the roof. It wasn't very often, but it might occur when someone got bored already. Since it was Friday, I didn't think that there would be a young teen up there, but who knew?
Sometime the logic way of thinking might fail the predicament that you made. I opened the door with a click sound. There was nothing besides me but the dusty wind blew the dying brown yellowish leaves. I took the nicest spot which the most wind took place to blow gently.
I watched beneath to the schoolyard from top. Many teens were playing some sport after lunch. Sweat dropped like a glittering drizzle of misty water from the moist skin.
I wondered if they wouldn't get tired afterward. They could fell asleep with tiring body and made an excuse for not listening the teacher. If the lunch break had finished, many in my class would sleep over the class or daydreamed about what to do after last ringing bell of a day, the sign of time to go home.
I always ate up here in solitude to shun anyone, who came to bother me with useless questions. It was nice if you were cared by a lot of people. But with some kind of affection, they rushed to you and shrouded you until you lacked some oxygen to death was such a different matter. Usually the girls were the ones, who roamed me on the end of class, but there were sometimes boys. It would be a revolution of fear, which struck me.
I never wished to be fame, but human mostly adored for perfect person like an idol. Why they never realized that the infinite of perfect didn't exist? I took out my chopsticks and began to devour my lunch.
Soon some students went to roof and chatted. Lovers and best friends were talking and gossiping happily. I just remained there all with myself. I didn't get annoyed with such scenes. The demons usually lived alone as they never trusted anyone. But then I was plagued with a girl came to me.
She brought a nice pink envelope and blushed as red as my adorable ruby rose. She pointed her letter that only Kami knew how long she took time enough to write a simple letter. My human side took turn and behaved well. I hated to watch such a disheartened expression.
She cleared her throat and stuttered her aim on spending her time to write that letter. I appreciated her courage to speak out her true feeling, besides there was rare for someone to risk her feeling to be hurt. Mostly other girls just roamed and shouted their feelings toward me. I didn't know if they genuinely put their heart on declaring it.
She knew that I would reject her feeling but still she wouldn't like to hide it within herself. I gazed at her and made her cheek were more reddish. I hated to break someone 's crystalline hope, but I shouldn't lie either. If I lied, I only hurt her heart more. I gave her a warmth smile but also sad.
" I'm sorry, but thank you for your feeling. I don't want to lie or hurt you, actually. There is nothing I dislike within you, but for an affinity more than friend.I'm sorry. " I said mournfully for not able to return her pure feeling.
Her tears welled but still smiled. " No, it isn't your fault. I know this will happen. I'm sorry, Minamino-kun. " Then she ran down the stairs from the rooftop with traces of teardrops. Maybe she went to bathroom. I tried to continue my lunch, but I could fell all the stare of people at me. It made me felt uneasy. I didn't resist with people's thought, I stood up and cleansed any dust on my dark pink uniform. I sighed.
// Why human always bothers other people's matter? //
While I was walking back to my class, I could hear the whispers of girls. They giggled about the girl that was jilted by me just now. I wished they would experience the same thing with their beloved ones to understand the pain, thus they wouldn't dare on gossiping someone else. Well, I shouldn't curse them like that, but the weakness of human was too much burden for me, especially that one.
If I couldn't feel on liking human then I might never fall in love. Demon never loved, so as a human, I would like to try to feel. But then, every person was so complicated and not perfect. I felt a bit fear for my attempt.
The bell finally rang loudly, echoed a whole corridor of school. I returned to my seat and read Biology book. It would take a while for teacher to come to our class and started the lessons. The girls that were about five persons surrounded me. I looked away from my textbook.
" What can I do for you? " I asked them politely, left them some fake smile on my face.
" Minamino-kun, is that right that there is a girl, who gives you love letter before?" They demanded my answers dangerously. It was a kind of answer that I would hate to answer.
I put a simply gaze on them. " Why would you like to know? "
" Nothing. We.just want to know. " They looked in doubt.
" About what? " I looked them with a menacing pressure among us. They could feel that they shouldn't ask. A door was opened and an old lady entered the class. They suddenly went to their chair and greeted the teacher. I felt relieved.
I watched the darken cloud through misty glass windows. The growl of sky was roaming over the city. One drop.then another drops fell from above. Soon the soft drizzle sound hit the ground and watered everything on Earth. The steady sound of rain droplets played a silence lullaby.
I scanned the sleepy class, where all the students' eyes were half opened. The teacher was just ignoring her children while the snores were sounded softly beside me. The moist weather made me felt cold. I wondered how were my flowers at home.
When my mind traveled to my house, suddenly I remembered a young black lad, who was unconscious in front of my house by coincidence. He was a demon, but why he went to Ningenkai?
I just hoped that the stranger wouldn't hurt my mother. I wanted to believe. That was my mother taught me when I was small. She had a place in my heart and her words in my brain. I tried to calm myself and put me in ease. But he was still a demon, whether he lost his memory or not. It was demon's nature to cause suffer on someone else.
My torturing mind made me far away from the teacher's voice. This was the first time for me to be so eager to hear the last bell of school.
// Why time passes so slowly when you really need to be in rush?! //
The rainstorm still fell hard. I fastened my steps among the busy people. I made a quick excuse to my fans when I ran home from school. It was hard for me to run since the road was more slippery. After my heart fastened at every seconds, at last my house was in view. I gripped my moist umbrella hardly and took a very long breath. I walked in front of the flower shop and watched no one in there.
My heart seemed stop on that time. It wasn't the time to close the store already.
// What has happened, mother?! //
Without putting any glance to the thousands colors of flowers, I entered my house and put the shoes at its place. Worriedly, I came inside slowly and greeted.
" I'm home."
No one answered. I felt sick with this solitude already. I wandered the house with a frown on my face. I was paler enough like snow as fear struck and made me shuddered through my veins. Then a shadow crossed in front of me. I was drowned to the bloody ruby pools.
He watched me and furrowed his brows. I was too confused to see a whole part of him. He held a flowerpot of daisy with blood trickled from his hand. I stunned, seeing the droplets of crimson blood. Before I could say anything, he turned his back and walked into the living room.
" Shiori, he has returned. "
I watched my pretty mother through his shoulder. Her face was delighted and stood up.
" Why you don't greet us, Shuuichi? Why don't you take a bath? You're wet, aren't you? " She smiled warmly. Some weight was lifted from my shoulders, watching her safety. The other boy was standing there beside my bother. I felt curious with the blood that stained his palm. Could it be that my mother was hurt?
" Anou.That blood." I stopped. I didn't know what to say. My mother took a glance to the direction where my finger pointed. My mother was now the one who was in panic. We watched her worriedly.
" Haru! Your hand is hurt! Why don't you tell me?! "
The young lad tilted his raven head and watched his bloody hand that buried under flowerpot impassively. He didn't seem surprised even a little. He seemed didn't care about his wound.
I gazed to my mother. " Haru? "
Shiori got confused what the priority thing to do. I helped her and told her to take care of the stranger first. She took him to guest room for resting him there.
I brought the bandage while my mother was cleansing the slice wound. My mother was the persistent lady, who would ask your answer until you admitted it.
" Why don't you tell me that your hand is hurt? "
The lad that called Haru stayed quiet before opened his mouth. "Because it isn't hurt." He spoke under his breath. I thought it surprised my mother so much. I was surprised too. His hand skin had been sliced a little deep, and he said it wasn't hurt?!
I offered the basin with water to Shiori and placed it beside her. He didn't flinch a bit. He must be well trained, so the bruise wound wouldn't affect him much.
" Is you true name Haru? " I squatted near the bed, where the stranger was sitting. He looked at me expressionlessly, while his hand was wrapped with pure white bandage.
" No. Shiori gave me one this morning. I couldn't remember mine. "
" Haru means spring season. We found him on the day of spring, right? How about it, Shuuichi? " My mother added. I smiled at her. How could I oppose her brilliant idea on giving name?
" How is the shop today, mother? You close it earlier. " I tried to find a conversation on this silence. Without losing her concentrate on her wrapping work, she answered my question with pleased.
" It's fine. But the rain pours too hard. Thus, I decide to close the store to prevent the flowers to be crushed by the raindrops. Haru is a big help, ne? " Her head was lifted, gazed on Haru.
He flushed and hid it with a quick glance of eyes. " I help nothing."
" No, you have helped me much. If you are not here, I won't be able to lift the sacks of soil. When the rain falls, I could not move all flowers by my own. You work very fast, don't you? "
" But I hold them too hard." He looked in guilt. What did he mean with "them"?
" Them? " I questioned him lightly.
" He means the flowers, my dear. When he tries to help me on the first place, he grips too hard. " Then she turned to Haru. " You don't have to worry. You just need a practice to be a little gentle. "
Haru smiled weakly. Maybe he wasn't bad. I didn't know how cute he was to smile, even the small one. I thought we could be friends. Especially, with his pine fragrance, I missed the smell of Makai's great trees.
// Welcome, Haru. // I smiled for myself. The family of Minamino was a bit bigger for a while.
~~~~
Ahh..get bored. Sorry if you are bored too. This is still beginning. I will try to enter the conflict to make it better. If you get confused, let me tell you that Haru is Hiei. I don't have any idea about the name. If you think it isn't nice, let me know. After some consideration, maybe I'll edit the story. Hahaha! Okay! For the next update would be " Sacrifice for my love "! It is my other story, but maybe not much people like it. It lacks of review. For now, Review if you could spend a little time please!
Who I appreciate for this fic: Amethyst Bubble, Menolly Harper, Pixie Ayanami and Legolas19! Thanks to you all, this fic can reach the fifth chapter!
A/N: How tired to write more than two story, but it's fun. I won't get
bored but my head is dizzy to be in front of my computer all day. But
it's fun to accept review, so please spend your time a bit to review! I
will be veeeery happy! Soon I'll update my other story for everyone
who wait forward of my fics! Thanks to all reviewers that give me
support. I write this for all of you and myself of course *grin ^_^ *.
Okay! Let's begin! Kurama's POV!
By Irisgem
The livid cloudy sky veiled the presence of the bright golden sunrays. Most of the students were get bored of their routine works already. When the sun should be perfectly above our head, it meant the lunchtime had come. All rush of students went to the canteen. I would like to make an excuse among them for rushing wildly to one place.
I brought my homemade lunch to the top of the school. Most people likely to spent their break time up here to feel the breeze hit their sleepy faces. And there was no exception for me. I just liked to feel the touch of nature. Forest with humid windy was the nearest relation for me before I took the new life of human.
I walked along the endless stairs to the highest floor of this high school. I wouldn't be surprised to find someone came before me. Sometimes one or more lazy student would skip lessons by taking a nap at the roof. It wasn't very often, but it might occur when someone got bored already. Since it was Friday, I didn't think that there would be a young teen up there, but who knew?
Sometime the logic way of thinking might fail the predicament that you made. I opened the door with a click sound. There was nothing besides me but the dusty wind blew the dying brown yellowish leaves. I took the nicest spot which the most wind took place to blow gently.
I watched beneath to the schoolyard from top. Many teens were playing some sport after lunch. Sweat dropped like a glittering drizzle of misty water from the moist skin.
I wondered if they wouldn't get tired afterward. They could fell asleep with tiring body and made an excuse for not listening the teacher. If the lunch break had finished, many in my class would sleep over the class or daydreamed about what to do after last ringing bell of a day, the sign of time to go home.
I always ate up here in solitude to shun anyone, who came to bother me with useless questions. It was nice if you were cared by a lot of people. But with some kind of affection, they rushed to you and shrouded you until you lacked some oxygen to death was such a different matter. Usually the girls were the ones, who roamed me on the end of class, but there were sometimes boys. It would be a revolution of fear, which struck me.
I never wished to be fame, but human mostly adored for perfect person like an idol. Why they never realized that the infinite of perfect didn't exist? I took out my chopsticks and began to devour my lunch.
Soon some students went to roof and chatted. Lovers and best friends were talking and gossiping happily. I just remained there all with myself. I didn't get annoyed with such scenes. The demons usually lived alone as they never trusted anyone. But then I was plagued with a girl came to me.
She brought a nice pink envelope and blushed as red as my adorable ruby rose. She pointed her letter that only Kami knew how long she took time enough to write a simple letter. My human side took turn and behaved well. I hated to watch such a disheartened expression.
She cleared her throat and stuttered her aim on spending her time to write that letter. I appreciated her courage to speak out her true feeling, besides there was rare for someone to risk her feeling to be hurt. Mostly other girls just roamed and shouted their feelings toward me. I didn't know if they genuinely put their heart on declaring it.
She knew that I would reject her feeling but still she wouldn't like to hide it within herself. I gazed at her and made her cheek were more reddish. I hated to break someone 's crystalline hope, but I shouldn't lie either. If I lied, I only hurt her heart more. I gave her a warmth smile but also sad.
" I'm sorry, but thank you for your feeling. I don't want to lie or hurt you, actually. There is nothing I dislike within you, but for an affinity more than friend.I'm sorry. " I said mournfully for not able to return her pure feeling.
Her tears welled but still smiled. " No, it isn't your fault. I know this will happen. I'm sorry, Minamino-kun. " Then she ran down the stairs from the rooftop with traces of teardrops. Maybe she went to bathroom. I tried to continue my lunch, but I could fell all the stare of people at me. It made me felt uneasy. I didn't resist with people's thought, I stood up and cleansed any dust on my dark pink uniform. I sighed.
// Why human always bothers other people's matter? //
While I was walking back to my class, I could hear the whispers of girls. They giggled about the girl that was jilted by me just now. I wished they would experience the same thing with their beloved ones to understand the pain, thus they wouldn't dare on gossiping someone else. Well, I shouldn't curse them like that, but the weakness of human was too much burden for me, especially that one.
If I couldn't feel on liking human then I might never fall in love. Demon never loved, so as a human, I would like to try to feel. But then, every person was so complicated and not perfect. I felt a bit fear for my attempt.
The bell finally rang loudly, echoed a whole corridor of school. I returned to my seat and read Biology book. It would take a while for teacher to come to our class and started the lessons. The girls that were about five persons surrounded me. I looked away from my textbook.
" What can I do for you? " I asked them politely, left them some fake smile on my face.
" Minamino-kun, is that right that there is a girl, who gives you love letter before?" They demanded my answers dangerously. It was a kind of answer that I would hate to answer.
I put a simply gaze on them. " Why would you like to know? "
" Nothing. We.just want to know. " They looked in doubt.
" About what? " I looked them with a menacing pressure among us. They could feel that they shouldn't ask. A door was opened and an old lady entered the class. They suddenly went to their chair and greeted the teacher. I felt relieved.
I watched the darken cloud through misty glass windows. The growl of sky was roaming over the city. One drop.then another drops fell from above. Soon the soft drizzle sound hit the ground and watered everything on Earth. The steady sound of rain droplets played a silence lullaby.
I scanned the sleepy class, where all the students' eyes were half opened. The teacher was just ignoring her children while the snores were sounded softly beside me. The moist weather made me felt cold. I wondered how were my flowers at home.
When my mind traveled to my house, suddenly I remembered a young black lad, who was unconscious in front of my house by coincidence. He was a demon, but why he went to Ningenkai?
I just hoped that the stranger wouldn't hurt my mother. I wanted to believe. That was my mother taught me when I was small. She had a place in my heart and her words in my brain. I tried to calm myself and put me in ease. But he was still a demon, whether he lost his memory or not. It was demon's nature to cause suffer on someone else.
My torturing mind made me far away from the teacher's voice. This was the first time for me to be so eager to hear the last bell of school.
// Why time passes so slowly when you really need to be in rush?! //
The rainstorm still fell hard. I fastened my steps among the busy people. I made a quick excuse to my fans when I ran home from school. It was hard for me to run since the road was more slippery. After my heart fastened at every seconds, at last my house was in view. I gripped my moist umbrella hardly and took a very long breath. I walked in front of the flower shop and watched no one in there.
My heart seemed stop on that time. It wasn't the time to close the store already.
// What has happened, mother?! //
Without putting any glance to the thousands colors of flowers, I entered my house and put the shoes at its place. Worriedly, I came inside slowly and greeted.
" I'm home."
No one answered. I felt sick with this solitude already. I wandered the house with a frown on my face. I was paler enough like snow as fear struck and made me shuddered through my veins. Then a shadow crossed in front of me. I was drowned to the bloody ruby pools.
He watched me and furrowed his brows. I was too confused to see a whole part of him. He held a flowerpot of daisy with blood trickled from his hand. I stunned, seeing the droplets of crimson blood. Before I could say anything, he turned his back and walked into the living room.
" Shiori, he has returned. "
I watched my pretty mother through his shoulder. Her face was delighted and stood up.
" Why you don't greet us, Shuuichi? Why don't you take a bath? You're wet, aren't you? " She smiled warmly. Some weight was lifted from my shoulders, watching her safety. The other boy was standing there beside my bother. I felt curious with the blood that stained his palm. Could it be that my mother was hurt?
" Anou.That blood." I stopped. I didn't know what to say. My mother took a glance to the direction where my finger pointed. My mother was now the one who was in panic. We watched her worriedly.
" Haru! Your hand is hurt! Why don't you tell me?! "
The young lad tilted his raven head and watched his bloody hand that buried under flowerpot impassively. He didn't seem surprised even a little. He seemed didn't care about his wound.
I gazed to my mother. " Haru? "
Shiori got confused what the priority thing to do. I helped her and told her to take care of the stranger first. She took him to guest room for resting him there.
I brought the bandage while my mother was cleansing the slice wound. My mother was the persistent lady, who would ask your answer until you admitted it.
" Why don't you tell me that your hand is hurt? "
The lad that called Haru stayed quiet before opened his mouth. "Because it isn't hurt." He spoke under his breath. I thought it surprised my mother so much. I was surprised too. His hand skin had been sliced a little deep, and he said it wasn't hurt?!
I offered the basin with water to Shiori and placed it beside her. He didn't flinch a bit. He must be well trained, so the bruise wound wouldn't affect him much.
" Is you true name Haru? " I squatted near the bed, where the stranger was sitting. He looked at me expressionlessly, while his hand was wrapped with pure white bandage.
" No. Shiori gave me one this morning. I couldn't remember mine. "
" Haru means spring season. We found him on the day of spring, right? How about it, Shuuichi? " My mother added. I smiled at her. How could I oppose her brilliant idea on giving name?
" How is the shop today, mother? You close it earlier. " I tried to find a conversation on this silence. Without losing her concentrate on her wrapping work, she answered my question with pleased.
" It's fine. But the rain pours too hard. Thus, I decide to close the store to prevent the flowers to be crushed by the raindrops. Haru is a big help, ne? " Her head was lifted, gazed on Haru.
He flushed and hid it with a quick glance of eyes. " I help nothing."
" No, you have helped me much. If you are not here, I won't be able to lift the sacks of soil. When the rain falls, I could not move all flowers by my own. You work very fast, don't you? "
" But I hold them too hard." He looked in guilt. What did he mean with "them"?
" Them? " I questioned him lightly.
" He means the flowers, my dear. When he tries to help me on the first place, he grips too hard. " Then she turned to Haru. " You don't have to worry. You just need a practice to be a little gentle. "
Haru smiled weakly. Maybe he wasn't bad. I didn't know how cute he was to smile, even the small one. I thought we could be friends. Especially, with his pine fragrance, I missed the smell of Makai's great trees.
// Welcome, Haru. // I smiled for myself. The family of Minamino was a bit bigger for a while.
~~~~
Ahh..get bored. Sorry if you are bored too. This is still beginning. I will try to enter the conflict to make it better. If you get confused, let me tell you that Haru is Hiei. I don't have any idea about the name. If you think it isn't nice, let me know. After some consideration, maybe I'll edit the story. Hahaha! Okay! For the next update would be " Sacrifice for my love "! It is my other story, but maybe not much people like it. It lacks of review. For now, Review if you could spend a little time please!
Who I appreciate for this fic: Amethyst Bubble, Menolly Harper, Pixie Ayanami and Legolas19! Thanks to you all, this fic can reach the fifth chapter!